Today the Talisman will come,

The inmates would gather to see him do his magic,

Motorbike speeding on a wall,

The Doctor would make many rounds,

But not before the people free their palms on a bowl...dropping every coins,

And now, he bikes, lifting a leg, swaggering,

Left and right, left and right,

To those eyes unknowing, this Talisman has leased a wall for his show,

But a white bearded fella kept shouting;

"IT'S NOT TRUE! HE's ON THE GROUND, NOT ON THE WALL."

But the screeching tyres, hooting horn, the whole swaggering and a poluted atmosphere, silenced his petition.

Patrick Nwadike is a member, Writers Cave, Tokyo.

{nwadike2@gmail.com}


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